Just maybe take a little money from him

...

A few hours later, back at their apartment,

Lu Ziyan waited outside Tian Le's room with a platter of cut fruits and a cup of milk. After a moment of hesitation, he knocked on the door. 

"An Xin, it's me." 

"Coming..."

He could hear her light footsteps approaching before she opened the door. Her hair was still damp from her shower earlier and her makeup was off. A small towel was placed around her shoulders. 

As she continued to rub her hair with the towel, she asked, "Is there anything wrong?" 

Li Ziyan gulped as he looked at her pink silk pajamas. A lot of naughty thoughts ran through his mind. However, the thoughts dispersed when he noticed something.

With a frown, he stared the glaring red line on her cheek and the bruise that looked suspiciously like a palm. "That b*stard..." he cursed as he looked at her face while his eyes flared with anger.